"On the other side of the mountain, there is a small village, and in the small village, there lives a big bad wolf."

"On that day, a guest came to the small village, and he went into the hut of the big bad wolf, and the villagers heard a terrible howl, and the big bad wolf was killed. Later, the villagers learned that the big bad wolf was a monster, and the guest was a fish from the sky. ”

"Fish, she called fish, sharks that eat wolves."

The storyteller was telling a story, and Su Mo was sitting in a teahouse listening to the story.

This is a low-martial world, with humans, monsters, and half-demons. This world is very dark, and youkai and half-demons often eat people, especially half-demons, who like to disguise themselves as humans and lurk among humans, and may be friends with people one moment, and the next moment they may eat their friends from behind.

It's all cushions under the monk's buttocks.

If you tell from the breath alone, this futon demon should be a demon who doesn't eat people.

Soumer thought so, he heard the fish, the fish of the sky. The story told by the futon demon is the story of a year ago, a year ago, the heavenly demons were in turmoil, and the monsters ran out of the mountains and ravaged the human world.

And the fish in the story is one of the divine soldiers, in the words of the storyteller, that is a beautiful woman dressed in white and barefoot.

"This is the end of today's story, and tomorrow, everyone. We tell the story of the blue bird. The storyteller arched his hand, packed up his belongings and left.

"Meng Lao. I've been listening to you for three years now, and I've learned the storytelling process. I think I deserve to be defeated by you. At this moment, a young man stood up and bowed respectfully to the storyteller.

It turned out that the young man wanted to learn the means of storytellers.

"Li Zigen, you don't even know a few words, what do you learn to say, let's go home and herd cattle!"

"The root of the word, the root of the word, the word has no root, the young man. If you want to learn to tell a story, go to the school to read for a few years before you come. ”

"The root of the word, there is no future in storytelling, you are born with divine powers, you should still worship the sect and be a demon killer to have a future!"

The tea guests obviously knew the young man, some ridiculed, some dissuaded, and some showed the young man the way.

"Li Zigen. After reading my story for three years, I'll give you a chance, come with me. The storyteller looked at the boy for a long time and sighed. Finally nodded.

"Xie Meng, Lao!" The young man replied respectfully, and followed the storyteller excitedly.

After the two of them came out of the teahouse, the tea guests came back to their senses. I only felt a little dreamy, like entering a Buddhist temple. I was drunk by the incense.

"I've heard that that was what Elder Nameng was like twenty years ago. Twenty years have passed, and there has been no change at all, will Meng Lao be "a tea guest whispered."

"What do you say, Meng Lao has been talking here for 20 years, every time there is a disaster, he will take out money to help the victims, he is a great good person, how can it be the kind of nonsense!" Some tea customers retorted.

"Meng Lao, maybe he is a sect master."

"Maybe that Li Zigen will be defeated under the name of Meng Lao today, and he will be prosperous from the past."

"This person is not a demon or a demon, no one can tell"

The storyteller's courtyard is in the north of the town, and it is almost out of the city.

Su Mo turned into a black crow and landed on the bald tree in front of the courtyard, looking at the storyteller and the boy in the house. At this moment, he was like a big demon, looking at the futon demon in the house.

"Li Zigen, do you know that you are born with divine power." The storyteller sat on the futon and looked at Li Zigen.

"The younger generation knows." The boy ducked his head in response.

He didn't know that the storyteller's cloudy eyes flashed from time to time with a strange light, in addition to the light, the corners of the storyteller's mouth occasionally twitched slightly, and his right arm was also trembling, and he seemed to deliberately suppress it when he wanted to raise it.

The storyteller is a futon demon, and in this world, monsters usually want to eat people. The young man didn't know this, and at this moment, he only wanted to worship under the storyteller's door.

"Alas, Li Zigen, look up at me." The storyteller sighed, and the old man's face changed instantly, turning into a black futon, a futon with only black cracks, and the cracks were long and large, like the big mouth of a monster eating people.

"Yes, Elder Meng." The young man was still respectful, but when he raised his head and saw the demon face of the storyteller, his face instantly turned pale: "Meng Lao you"

"Root, don't blame me, I haven't eaten a person for 20 years, and if I don't eat a person again, I'm going to turn back into a futon. The root of the word, I'm used to being a demon, so I don't want to be a futon under the butt of the monk anymore. The root of the word, monster, blame you for your natural divine power, born with a good body, your body, in the eyes of our monsters, is like milk in the eyes of you humans. Like a pig, fragrant and tender. So, even if I don't eat you, you'll be eaten by other youkai in the future. ”

The futon demon said, the peaceful aura changed, it turned into a hidden cold, its human body completely disappeared, and completely transformed into a black futon, this black futon bubbled black gas, and pounced on the young man's face!

"Definitely."

Su Mo, who was on the bald tree in front of the small courtyard, spit out a word, froze the futon demon in the house, and he flew in.

"What do you think?" Su Mo flew onto the boy's shoulder, stretched out his paw and lightly touched the boy's head.

"Huh?" The young man was already scared stupidly, and at this moment, he was touched by Su Mo's paws, exclaimed, jumped up, took a few steps back, and stared at Su Mo with his head sideways: "You are also a monster?" ”

"Yes, I'm also a monster, but I'm a big monster, I don't eat people, I eat the gods in the sky." Su Mo's wings fluttered, and he flew to the place between the boy and the futon demon, pointing at the futon demon and said: "Young man, you are born with divine power, but you lack the eyesight to identify monsters, this big demon has a power seed here, after you eat it, you will be able to have the ability to distinguish monsters and great power." It's just that once you fuse the power seeds created by this big demon, you may also become a metal demon and be hated by the world. Boy, this power seed, do you want it or not? ”

"Metal demon? Is there a metal demon in this world? The boy was stunned.

"Yes! Of course! This demon is! Summer threw out the Seed of Strength.

The so-called power seed is actually a high-level intelligence chip, similar to the fusion core of various levels of Goat Star, this power seed is made of Tinder, which is equivalent to the core of the Goat Star Commander level.

"Aren't you a crow youkai?". The teenager didn't believe it.

"Humph! This crow can cross the Hengsha world, fly from the east of the world to the west of the world, and this crow can shoot down the blue bird beast in your human mouth with a mouthful of saliva! (To be continued......)